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When you think the worlds against you

Stand Tall

When you think it won’t get better

Stand Tall

There are always choices that

can make you feel much better

Don’t worry about the people

Worry about yourself

We only have one life to live

So don’t waste it on the little

things Because

You can Stand Tall

Be that better person

And lend a helping hand

There is always someone

who could use it

You don’t have to look far

Stand Tall and they will know

who you are

And you can lend a helping hand

Just whatever you do

Stand Tall

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What will it be like

when I get older?

Will the wind to me

feel a little bit colder?

What will I be like

when I grow taller?

Will the world to me

seem a little bit smaller?

What will it be like

when I grow and get smarter?

Will things be much different?

Will my life be much harder?

What will it be like

for KittyKat and me?

Will everyone love us

and let us be free?

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Im not very tall between me and you im wearing high heels

to impress them all

I feel as tiny as a mouse standing here to between me and my friends

as i fear

When will i grow tall as a tree will always touch the ground

Life is so unfair when i want to taller like all my friends

Ive tried to stand on tiptoes to see out further you see

But come tumbling down just like the wall

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Poetry: Growing

Are you growing up

or growing backwards…

an oxymoron truth!

Are you growing stagnant

or growing old?

Or growing to be an annoying wench?

Are you growing with love

and with maturity?

Is there a growing appreciation?

Growing taller, growing bitter…

the word “growing” can denote negativity…

something which breeds opposition

to the word’s original definitive intent!

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